A League of Their Own, chapter 4
Lisa Noelle P.O.V.
Well, Im a Rockford Peach alright. Mikey, or Mike, was in the navy. Hes my boyfriend. I'm 35, he is 34. I live in Santa Fe, New Mexico. But had to move so I can join this pro league, and Mikey was gone. Im tall, have long brown hair, nice, and Im really competitive. I play left field.
Ellen-Sue P.O.V
Well, Lisa, she is the oldest on the team. The girls have deep respect for her, because she is our elder, and shes been around the block a few times. Im not sure what that means, Maye told me. Well, we all are getting to know eachother. There is a girl named Dottie, she was the catcher. And then there was her kid sister, Kit, she was desperate to be pitcher, but she is just terrible, shes somewhere in the outfield, they ALWAYS bicker, and yell, and fight. In fact, they are fighting right now, all the girls are trying to sleep, but they are fighting.
Sam Toole P.O.V
"Shut the fuck up! We are trying to sleep and I'm trying to write a letter to my husband, but we cant sleep unless you go to your rooms and zip those holes in your face!" I said.
I went back to my room, and slammed the door. My room is terrible, the two Henson sisters bitching over every little thing. Dottie is married to some ugly guy named Bob. She thinks hes cute and smart, first of all, he is ugly, and second of all, if hes so smart, why does he got a low paying job at a poor dairy farm, as an assistant manager. Idiots these days, if you are gonna get married, marry smart, I know I did. Well, my room is like the creme filling of an "Oreo" Cookie. One Henson sister is on one side, the other is on the other side, and me, I'm in the middle between all that yacking.
My friend Ellen-Sue is across the hall. Those sluts are yelling again, I sat my pen and paper down on my bed I was sitting on, turned around, and banged my hand onto the wall.
"Shut up!" I screamed.
And to my surprise, they listened. I thought someone would do us all a favor and knock them aside their head, or their throats hurt from their constant yelling, but I didnt really care, as long as they were quiet.
But, they started yelling again over some stupid shit, I finished my letter and headed out my door, where other girls were there too, just seeing what the hell was going on in their night gowns and curlers.
"Will you shut up? We got Charm and Beauty School tomorrow, we need some beauty rest!" Maye said.
They finally did, we all went to bed, and waited for that stupid class to come.
Well, Im a Rockford Peach alright. Mikey, or Mike, was in the navy. Hes my boyfriend. I'm 35, he is 34. I live in Santa Fe, New Mexico. But had to move so I can join this pro league, and Mikey was gone. Im tall, have long brown hair, nice, and Im really competitive. I play left field.
Ellen-Sue P.O.V
Well, Lisa, she is the oldest on the team. The girls have deep respect for her, because she is our elder, and shes been around the block a few times. Im not sure what that means, Maye told me. Well, we all are getting to know eachother. There is a girl named Dottie, she was the catcher. And then there was her kid sister, Kit, she was desperate to be pitcher, but she is just terrible, shes somewhere in the outfield, they ALWAYS bicker, and yell, and fight. In fact, they are fighting right now, all the girls are trying to sleep, but they are fighting.
Sam Toole P.O.V
"Shut the fuck up! We are trying to sleep and I'm trying to write a letter to my husband, but we cant sleep unless you go to your rooms and zip those holes in your face!" I said.
I went back to my room, and slammed the door. My room is terrible, the two Henson sisters bitching over every little thing. Dottie is married to some ugly guy named Bob. She thinks hes cute and smart, first of all, he is ugly, and second of all, if hes so smart, why does he got a low paying job at a poor dairy farm, as an assistant manager. Idiots these days, if you are gonna get married, marry smart, I know I did. Well, my room is like the creme filling of an "Oreo" Cookie. One Henson sister is on one side, the other is on the other side, and me, I'm in the middle between all that yacking.
My friend Ellen-Sue is across the hall. Those sluts are yelling again, I sat my pen and paper down on my bed I was sitting on, turned around, and banged my hand onto the wall.
"Shut up!" I screamed.
And to my surprise, they listened. I thought someone would do us all a favor and knock them aside their head, or their throats hurt from their constant yelling, but I didnt really care, as long as they were quiet.
But, they started yelling again over some stupid shit, I finished my letter and headed out my door, where other girls were there too, just seeing what the hell was going on in their night gowns and curlers.
"Will you shut up? We got Charm and Beauty School tomorrow, we need some beauty rest!" Maye said.
They finally did, we all went to bed, and waited for that stupid class to come.
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